Re: JULIA: WORST WELCOMING COMMITTEE PERSON I HAVE. UR WELCOME.
Robin had been looking back at the crew when she realized one of her pockets was heavier than it should have been. She slipped her hand into it and started to retrieve the object when another voice cut through the trees. Robin halted immediately, her empty hand turning into a badly formed fist.
"Uh — I don't know. Maybe. Does that matter? Does that mean something? And if it does, what does it mean? Is it bad?"